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2 𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑡ℎ𝑠 𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟...

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"Milani get up."

"Go away." I turned over.

"It's 3 in the afternoon."

"One more hour please."

"You said that an hour ago get up."

I groaned sitting up throwing a pillow at him.

"Why are you bothering me just let me sleep dickhead."

"You've been sleeping since you got here, now get up and put some clothes on."

"I'm in hiding meaning I can't go anywhere."

"Milani get up and put some clothes on, put a hoodie on or some shit." He shrugged.

Rolling my eyes I got out of the bed walking in the bathroom.

So chile I've been hiding out at Chris's for the past week to get away and clear my head.

Nobody would ever think to look here, and it's cheaper than getting a hotel or Airbnb.

And no we ain't done anything. 🙃

"Chris where are we going?" I started brushing my teeth.

"Ma's." He stood in the doorway.

I turned and gave him a look.

"Who she gone tell Milani?" He asked making me roll my eyes.

"Exactly, how you feeling today?"

"I'm fine." I breathed before rinsing my mouth out.

"You sure?"

"Chris."

"Lucky I love you and dealt with you in this state before."

"Nigga please go away." I shooed him away.

He put his hands up and walked away, and I looked in the mirror sighing.

Honestly just wanted to get back in the bed, but I don't wanna argue with this punk.
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"You finally ready?"

I nodded going to the kitchen and grabbed a water, before walking to the door.

Chris walked up opening the door letting me out first.

He put his arm over my shoulder as we walked over to the elevator.

"You hungry?"

"Nope." I said making him look at me.

"For real not hungry or you avoiding eating anything?"

"I'm for real not hungry." I laughed.

He kept staring at me before shaking his head, and looking away just as the doors opened.

"Gone head nigga." Chris poked my head.

I smacked his hand getting on the elevator with him behind me.

"I'm telling moms how you treating me."

"That I've been feeding, bathing, and clothing you?"

"Shut the hell up."

"The abusing part." I flicked his arm.

"See how you just abused me first?" He grabbed his arm staring at me.

I stared back at him in disbelief.

"Probably left a bruise."

"Chris please go to hell." I laughed walking off the elevator.